Eating out

I eat alone a lot. So normally I just walk into a restaurant and tell the hostess that I’m going to the bar area. Sometimes I sit at a table if I don’t feel like talking to anyone or I sit at the bar if I feel like conversation. So most times I choose the bar.

So last night I went to Outback Steakhouse for dinner, I take a seat at the bar, order my dinner and a glass of wine. They serve steak there but I didn't think that it was considered to be a meat market. =)

Anyway, there is a very good-looking man sitting about two seats over with no one in between us. He initiates conversation though the bartender. You know how you talk to someone by joining in a conversation between two other people. He was real estate investor – about 35 – dark hair – nice looking – a tab bit on the skinny side but definitely a nice build. I decided that he was worth talking to so I asked him a direct question. We talked for a while about business – traveling – the weather – eating alone and food. He asks me if I’ve been to the Sushi place down the street? Well I haven’t but I’ve been wanting to go and told him that. He said that he had almost stopped there but came to Outback instead and that we should meet up and go tomorrow night. I said sure I’d love too; it’s so much better than eating alone. So I give him my card and it’s a date. I sit back in my chair, sort of smile to myself and think, cool this really might be alot of fun.

THEN I noticed it! The ring! It glistens in the light as he raises his hand to answer his cell. He says “Hey baby” into the phone and kind of shoots me a sideways sheepish glance. Done deal --- I fall from 'extremely interested' to 'you fucking asshole' … in about 8.2 seconds.

I’m not that kind of girl – shithead!

Comments

[Lipanator]

That's a pretty good picture you got up there.

[lola]

that's because there was a great photographer in the room. I figured I should show my natural state - drinkin' smokin' and just plain old looking like hell.